my mother loved to tell me this story once upon a time one day when i was an infant less than a year old she left me at home with my father when she came home he was according to her touching me in an inappropriate manner and all he said according to her was, "she seems to like it..."
second grade lunchtime i never ate all of my lunch i was scrawny and not often hungry the sandwich was warm and soggy anyway lunch monitors didn't care class couldn't go to recess until i finished my peanut butter and jelly sandwich they held me down and forced the sandwich down my throat much to the delight of the class